I stared at the man speechless. What a small world we lived in. Then I quickly remembered Mason and worriedly asked him for help. “Do you need help miss? Are you stranded because of the storm?” He asked and I shooked my head almost immediately.“My husband needs help! Please help me get him out of the car.” I pointed towards the turned over car and heard the man curse out loud before rushing towards Mason's car. I followed behind him and he immediately went to the drivers seat to pull Mason out of the car. I helped him out and we both got Mason out of the car. “Mason?! Mason?!” I said worried out of my mind. I slightly tapped his cheeks for him to wake up but he didn't. I felt his body and he was cold all over. I got so worried and I quickly took off the raincoat I was wearing to wrap it around him but the man stopped me. I blinked realizing he was still standing there.“What are you doing? You'll catch a bad cold if you take your coat off.” He said with a straight face while eyeing
I fluttered my eyelids before the ceiling came into view. I blinked a few times and immediately felt my body tight. I frowned noticing the medium chandelier in the middle of the ceiling. I recognized it easily. I was in one of the guestrooms. I scanned my eyes to my left to finally take it all in. I was in my mansion by the beach.How did I get here? Last I recalled I was tumbling inside my car while it turned over on the road. I lay on the bed feeling a bit lighter headed before I picked a familiar voice. It was her?!I looked ahead of me and found a figure by the end of the bed. It was her. Her hair was covering her face and she seemed like she was whispering. This didn't make sense. I thought the worst had happened to me and had already signed to my fate. I was taught to embrace death when it was near and I did just that. And now I was back in my home. I still heard Sierra whispering something and couldn't really pick out what she was talking about. But it sounded like she was tal
“Are you going to serve me that?” I asked making my presence known. She loudly gasped and jumped almost slapping the butter off the kitchen island. She turned to look towards me. “You scared me!” She held her chest before sighing out in relief. She then frowned after picking up my words earlier and looked down on the plate that had buttered toast and a black coffee by the side all on a wide tray. She shot her brows at me and asked. “Why? What's wrong with it?”I leaned more against the door frame and smirked wanting to annoy her. “I hate toasts especially if I haven't eaten for hours. I want a hearty meal and not that.” I pointed at the plate and scrunted my brows in irritation towards the toasts. She glared at me and for the first time I didn't find her glaring to be annoying but...cute. I only ever wanted to have a cute banter with Maria and no one else. My smile suddenly vanished and my lips were thin and straight. What was I doing right now. I looked down and heard Sierra ask. “
Even after hours Sierra wasn't doing okay. She still trembled and her hands were constantly shaking. She had full sweats all beaded around her forehead and chest. She hiccuped often and her eyes went pale from being widened for so long. “...I...killed him?...” I held her close kissing her temples while trying to comfort her. She laid her head against my chest and kept on shooking her head all the time while tears dared to spill from her eyes. My body tensed as well seeing her almost about to break down and have a panic attack. I hissed slightly while trying to move and also not wanting to tear my skin more by stretching the bandage on my abdomen. I had called my doctor immediately a few hours ago and gave him my location of my home by the beach side. While I was getting treated urgently my eyes didn't leave Sierra's side. She was shaking like a leaf deprived of both sunlight and rainfall. My heart clenched hard against my chest wishing she didn't have to hold that gun and yet again
Having no choice in the matter and the situation at hand. I only see a gun lying on the tiled floor close to where I hid behind the pillar. That man was having overpowering Mason and his abdomen was being stabbed with the small pocket knife. Even though he was drowning in pain he didn't let go of his grip around the intruder's neck. He kept on fighting and holding on even though it wasn't going to last. I couldn't....I couldn't bear to watch him being stabbed while I only hid behind a pillar like a coward. It was because of me he got distracted and the intruder seized the opportunity and took out his pocket knife swiftly to pierce it into Mason's stomach area. My widened eyes shot at the gun. It was blurry but I could still see the gun so close to me. Like it was calling me to it. I had always feared weapons and never wanted to use them ever before but seeing Mason in that state crushed me. He only gritted and not once let out a loud sound from the pain. He held it all in.No! I ca
I turned to my left checking if the yellow dress was holding up perfectly against my body. I stood in front of the mirror and couldn't help admire the stunning dress. I fell in love with it as soon as I saw it in the wardrobe of Mason's walk-in closet.The dress was beautiful and stunning. I knew the brand and it was among the latest collections just as Mason said. I didn't know why my smile didn't fade. The thought of going out to dinner with Mason was making me feel all flustered. I was going nuts right now. No matter how hard I tried not to see this as something to smile about, I just couldn't help myself but feel this was a small stepping stone from his part. I checked myself once again and liked how the yellow dress fitted and hugged my body perfectly. My curves were shown being hugged well and my hair was moved to one side with a bit of volume I added. I wore silver heels with a small shining necklace around my neck. I applied little makeup and highlighted around my cheekbones.
“How are you?” I asked Darren who looked so eager to have a conversation. “Am okay and even more okay having met you once again.” He replied and I heard a deep clearing of throat coming from opposite where I stood. I darted my eyes to meet with Mason who had an indifferent expression on his face. I blinked before putting out a tight smile. “Mason meet Darren Roosevelt. He's the man who helped me save you yesterday.” Mason turned to look at Darren without any smile on his face. I had my face downcast for some reason because I felt something would go wrong. “A pleasure. Am her husband Mason De Luan.” I raised my head to meet Mason extending his arm for a handshake. “The pleasure's all mine Mr De Luan. How are you feeling right now after the accident?” Darren asked. And Mason plastered a faint smile on his lips before he responded. “As you can see am doing perfectly fine. It's all thanks to this woman in front of me. She took care of me.” He moved his eyes to rest on my face and I coul
“Fucking speak Sierra!” He said and I gulped nodding my head. “I'll tell you. Mason, am...”Then his phone rang interrupting me but he didn't seem to pay any attention towards his phone. I on the other hand looked down to his pants that his phone vibrated from. “Eyes on me Sierra! Spill it out.” I looked back to him and gulped. His phone had stopped and I gathered my courage to speak. This was taking a lot from me because I didn't know how he would react to me being pregnant and expecting his child.His focus and attention with not answering his phone made me feel he might have a different reaction towards his news of the arrival of his child. “Sierra!” He drew my name showing his irking and impatience.“I have to tell you that am p....” Again his phone buzzed in his pants pocket and he cursed loudly. “Fucking hell!” He gritted and I said. “You should answer it Mason. It might be important.”“No! Say what you want to say.” Mason said ignoring the ringtone. I shooked my head. “Um...No